["I Won't Just Survive-I'll Overturn This Chessboard!"]

[“Certain Death.”]

[You were not at all surprised by the [Devil Master]'s answer. After all, unlike a game involving [Nascent Soul True Lords], a chess game at the [Spirit Transformation Dao Master] level was far too impossible to solve!]

[Even a [Nascent Soul True Lord] entering this game would probably face ten deaths and not a single chance of survival.]

[But you had not come here to ask about that.]

["Then what would it take for me to survive?" you asked calmly.]

["Oh?" The Devil Master seemed somewhat surprised by your composure. After a moment's consideration, he said,]

["You would need a [Dao Master-level] being to protect you with all his might, and his strength would have to be sufficient to suppress both [heaven's will] and a [Spirit Transformation Dao Master] simultaneously. Only then might he preserve your life from the covetous clutches of all those [True Lords]."]

[You pressed further. "Senior, why are you willing to help me?"]

["Because someone thinks very highly of you." The Devil Master's voice was indifferent. "That fellow rarely asks anyone for favors, especially me. But he spoke up for you. That is all."]

[You knew he meant Chen Qingyan.]

["So he knew everything!"]

[You sighed inwardly. You had still been questioning whether he was genuine, yet he had been doing everything he could to find you a way to survive.]

["There is no need for guilt." The Devil Master seemed to see through your thoughts.]

["If even staying alive is an extravagant hope, how can you speak of letting others down?"]

["Have you... already devised a plan?"]

[He sensed no despair in your eyes. Instead, an undercurrent bordering on madness surged within them.]

[What mad act could you possibly attempt in such a hopeless situation?]

["I suppose... I have," you replied.]

["What, exactly?"